The only reason my estranged father remembered my birthday was because it was the same day Northern Dancer won the Kentucky Derby.
He had a picture of the horse on the wall of his apartment, and maybe one of me, but I only remember the horse.
That’s what you call….
Wow. When will these guys be inducted into the Radio Hall of Fame? Maybe the best clip that illustrates what Loveline was like, if someone had never heard of it before:
